Do you ever wonder if God is truly with you all the time? I’d like to share a little story with you….
Last week, I had to get up at an unusual hour–unusual for me, that is. 4:50 a.m. I was to be the guest speaker at a morning event at a city about an hour’s drive away. The hour’s drive was only possible, however, if one were to take extremely rural roads, going through tiny communities with an overabundance of trees. Winding roads were the order of the morning. I had been concerned that I would take a wrong turn and be late for my engagement. I had jotted down a few instructions I had gotten online the night before. Still, I was somewhat apprehensive about the trip.
It was very dark when I walked beyond my front porch at 5:35. Since I am not in the habit of viewing the stars at that particular time, I looked up. It was a clear night, and the starts made tiny pinpricks on the smooth black sky.
As I pulled out of my driveway, I noticed it almost immediately, before I began to travel down the road. Straight ahead, right above the pavement, was a brilliantly bright light. Airplane? Helicopter? Planet? I wasn’t sure. As I drove, I watched to see if it changed it’s course. Within moments, I knew it wasn’t man made. It was probably Venus–a planet in it’s own orbit–a bright star to those on Earth. The thought of the star of Bethlehem came to my mind.
As I was traveling, I kept looking for the star. At one point, as I was driving in a wooded area, I noticed that the star was low enough in the horizon to my left, that it seemed to be right with me, easily visible if I turned my head. It was almost like a flashlight following the movement of my car.
Somehow, the thought came to me: what if, when I arrived, the star was right above my destination like the star of Bethlehem 2,000 years ago?
No wrong turns were to be made that morning. I had prayed about my journey. God led me safely to the parking lot. I had arrived with time to spare. As I looked into the dawning sky, the star shone like a beacon above the building. I quickly and joyfully photographed the scene.
I was certainly in need that day; in need of comforting, in need of confidence to stand before an audience, and the assurance that God was with me. I heard no words from God that morning as I began my excursion into the dark. instead, He gave me a gift. It was the gift of His light in the sky. As I remembered Bethlehem, He chose to give me a star to look at. A star in the east; a star that He knew would be hung in its place in the deep, orange velvet sky above the building. I really do believe that He was encouraging me with the presence of His beautiful creation. Seeing the light, viewing it as I drove and having it be above the structure I would soon be in was an affirmation of love to me.
It was as if God was to say, "I have sent you this star. Do you like it? Do you think it is beautiful? As you travel, you will notice it, and when you arrive, it will be above the place that you are seeking to find."
Do you ever wonder if God is truly with you all the time?